pejorative

Saline....tears...ocean...
unlike freshwater..
a greatness that one can only experience
Mystery in its depths..
overwhelming
calming

Peaceful and powerful

beyond the mere mortality
and ego or control
or lack there of

Rain...a taste a smell
on winds...the finds of an
ocean
its power when roused

lain forever...

always the line
a certianty
except in fog
or mist
or compasses
not working
nor stars to see
or storm with
no rudder etc

In my city I go the
gov dock to chill
watch the mirages
on hot days at the
islands or the
waves coming in
which break large
enough on our
shallow beaches
here...
sandy bottomed

the willows at the shore
a grass stretch
and railyard
not hemmed in with
fences

unlike a forest you can see
far or further then where I
grew up...rounded hills
I remember the pairies too
solid though
and I remember a voyage
on a ferry...East and West
once..

I believe water has spirits
or is alive in its extent that
it can hold life..
sustain life

I like the mirages at the islands
when they are there
the islands appear to float
its peaceful...the sun hot
the wind soothing

I let myself get rattled
and push thinking too
far often

light..sounds..smells
come in sharp..fast
intense
..

I love water for as much
as it frightens me
makes me feel alive
when its stirred

Thank You!